Tag: home

  • In My Own Little Corner

    She’s sweet, isn’t she? I can’t tell you what it is about her that makes me smile.

  • They Call Her The Streak

    I like to think of 351 Crescent House as our little haven. You know, a safe place where we can wear clothes that don’t match, play video games at all hours, and sit reading in a face mask made of blueberries. Maybe Drew doesn’t partake in the blueberry face mask bit, but you get the…

  • You Know You are Home When

    You have chores You can talk about gas – the kind that goes in your car and the kind that comes after chili You can laugh and cry when you need to You can tell someone that they are a little bit stinky You can ask for water and eat too much You can spend…